The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 297

With their threat delivered, the two fled. Penelope started to chase after them, but Mr. Anderson held her back.

“It’s better to offend a gentleman than a villain,” he said, his brow furrowed as he watched them leave. “What do they mean, ‘go down together’? What are they planning?”

Penelope snorted. “Whatever they’re planning, I have plenty of ways to deal with them.”

She helped her father sit down and went to get him a glass of water. When she returned, she saw him rubbing his chest. “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

“No, I’m… I’m just a little worried,” he said.

She placed the warm glass in his hand. “Don’t worry. They wouldn’t actually dare to cross me.”

Mr. Anderson looked like he wanted to ask something but hesitated.

“Dad, you can say whatever is on your mind. There are no secrets between us,” Penelope said with a gentle smile.

He paused for a moment. “At the wedding two days ago… Theodore’s mother wasn’t there. Is she… unhappy with you?”

“She was sick.”

“Sick?” he asked, alarmed. “Is it serious? Should I go visit her?”

Penelope had only said it to ease his worries, but now she had to maintain the lie. “Uh, her illness requires peace and quiet. I’ll take you to see her in a few days when she’s feeling better.”

“But I’ve already bought my train ticket home for the day after tomorrow.”

“You’re leaving?”

He nodded. “I’ve been in Orenth for quite a while. It’s time for me to go back.”

Normally, Penelope would have insisted he stay longer. But with Ward’s threats hanging in the air, she didn’t want him to worry. It was probably best for him to return home for now. “Alright. I’ll see you off then.”

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